Girl Poem by Leslie Philibert

Girl



Crouching as many curves
in a bronze spring
a road full of turns

Tugging your kness
into the apples of your chest
hair seaweed over rocks

Hidden the face
between a bone tunnel
a circle perfect in itself.

Saturday, March 9, 2013
Topic(s) of this poem: hair
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